Missing him is unbearably painful
My husband of 30 years died April 18th,2013 of lung cancer. He went into the hospital for a pain pump which was supposed to take 2 days and then he was to return home. Something went terribly wrong after a CAT scan and his body began shutting down. I couldn't believe it when he took his last breathe. We thought we had more time. We thought he was coming back home. Life is unbearably lonely and painful. I miss him every minute of everyday. I can't believe this is my life. We were not separate but 5 days in those 30 years. There is a void,an emptiness in my life and I feel overwhelmed with sadness. We planned to grow old together sitting on our front porch watching our granddaughter and now I am alone. I long to feel my hand in his, to see his smiling eyes, to laugh at his sense of humor and feel safe at home in his strong arms. He was my life, my rock.